In their quest of the seven seas, ancient mariners of yore told horrifying tales of denizens from the briny deep. Their tall tales have been compared, their yarns have been studied and analyzed by modern science. And as best as we can come up with, . . .
Remembering how it was in the crib, and the loving hand that dusted his young engorged pecker with talcum powder, a man longs to suckle the nipple that gave him life. And like the big dick he hopes someday he'll, himself, . . .
Imagine a hot young blonde coming home from a hard day of hustling on the streets or scoring drugs to find two young bucks waiting for her in her living room. Is it armed robbery or the neighborhood welcome wagon?
Some women are born to be clarinet players in the high school band because it's in the cards or in the genes. Some aren't because they're not singled out as destiny's darlings. Outside of porn, the aren'ts have very few options at their ready.
In the world of strap-ons, convention is the mother of necessity. When your life is rooted in convention, it becomes necessary to do something about it. Sometimes it means switching roles.
In the never ending search for exotic thrills, sometimes it becomes necessary to take matters in hand and stray far from home when home doesn't provide them any more. Sure, the air- fares might be a bit cheaper, . . .
As it applies to young ladies, being smart isn't necessarily sexy, but looking smart is. That's why we prefer all dumbass girls in glasses. Not that we're saying any of the fine ladies in this movie is a graduate of the dope school.
Mary Carey announced – just recently, in fact- that she tied the knot. Which, if you're a traditionalist and hold the marriage vows sacred, then Mary's pussy is now considered forbidden fruit and off limits.
In this age of risky foods, contamination, unscheduled bathroom visits and salmonella poisoning, isn't it comforting to know that you can rely on a 100% all-natural, organic product?
History doesn't tell us if Richard Nixon was into trannies. We imagine not, although, unquestionably, there've been ladies with ball sacs and five o'clock shadows Tricky Dick would have envied. But we wouldn't do that to you.